Author's note: Okay, here goes. It was a bit difficult trying to keep the Rocket in character in this chapter, so hopefully it works for everyone. Feedback is always appreciated!

Warning – Sexual Content

Chapter 12 –A Night to Remember

As they walked up the stairs to her apartment, Grace tried to hide a yawn.

"Well that's encouraging." He said sarcastically.

"Sorry, it's been a long day. I'll probably turn back into a pumpkin any minute now."

"Impossible. You're completely breathtaking, Gracie."

Arriving at door she stopped and commented, "How come I've never been to your place? Are you hiding some terrible secret?"

"You've heard the rumors. I'm an inhuman creature with no soul that ventures out of his hidden lair only to wreak havoc on the staff of Country General."

"I'm serious, Robert."

"Are you stalling?"

"No, just thinking."

"No thinking. Just lusting, and kissing, and touching, and…" He trailed off as he kissed her, pushing her into the apartment. He tossed his jacket and tie onto her couch and began to unbutton his shirt almost immediately. "Now, let's get you out of that dress."

"You seemed to like it earlier? It was a gift from Steven."

"Oh yeah? Then let's burn it. I'll buy you a new one."

She took his hand and led him into her bedroom.

"Mmm. Nice. Thank God it's not covered in pink pillows and flowers."

"Did you really think my bedroom would look like that?"

"I don't know. I've imagined you in bed so many times, but my fantasies usually centered around the fact you were naked, not the color of the sheets."

"You talk too much." She said, silencing him with a sensual kiss.

Finally, they were alone, with no interruptions, no distractions and no reason to not to give in to their hidden desires. As he kissed her hungrily, he wasted no time unzipping her dress. As it fell to the floor, he was rewarded with a tempting sight, as she stood before him in a black strapless bra and panties, stockings and heels.

He could feel himself get hard instantly as he pulled her roughly towards him, grabbing her breast. "I hope you don't work tomorrow. I may not let you leave this bedroom for at least a week."

"I work at 3. I guess we'll just have to make good use of our time." She said, kissing him hard as she thrust her tongue into his mouth.

His hands explored her body and took firm hold of her nearly perfect ass, holding her tightly against his hips. She grinned slightly, feeling him pressing against her, knowing the effect she had on him. As he continued to kiss her wantonly, he moved her against the wall and held her wrists up above her head, as she moaned softly. She tried to move, so she could help him remove the rest of his clothes, but he pushed back and held her firmly, which seemed to excite her even more.

He spun her around, so she was facing the wall. He relieved himself of his remaining clothes and pushed himself against her, breathing softly into her ear. "I want you, so much, Grace." He kissed the back of her neck and then snaked his arm around her waist, stopping briefly before making his way towards her warm, inner core.

"Oh, God!" She responded.

He pressed himself firmly against her as he removed her bra, giving him free access to her ample breasts. He turned her back around to face him and she continued to devour him with her mouth. She grabbed him firmly as she could feel herself becoming more and more desperate to have every inch of him.

"If you're having any second thoughts you'd better say so, Grace. I'm nearly at the point of no return."

Staring longingly into his eyes, she led him over to the bed, pulling him down on top of her. "I want this just as much as you do, Robert."

"Jesus, Grace. You're so beautiful." He said before plunging his hot mouth onto her breast. Her breath hitched in her throat as he traced her nipple with his soft, warm tongue.

He reached down and tore off her panties, and Grace felt a delicious sensation rush over her with every touch, every caress and she could barely contain her anticipation.

As they lay naked and warm, pressed against each other, they began to consume one another as though they would never get another chance. They kissed, as though they would never be satisfied. They were consumed with each other and her passion was urging him to continue on, anxious to pleasure her in every way imaginable. He yearned to taste every inch of her, until she cried out his name with uninhibited, carnal lust.

He was skilful in ways she could only have imagined, and she was overcome with waves of pure ecstasy as her body was helpless to resist his intense appetite for her. As they both gave into their need for sexual gratification, they moved together sensually, desperate to hold onto the moment with all its unwavering intensity.

With their needs finally fulfilled for the moment, he lay beside her, breathless and spent. "You're amazing, Grace. Sorry, I just had to say it."

She grinned, "That was very yummy."

He laughed. "That's something a woman's never said to me before."

"Maybe you've never been with the right woman."

"You're so beautiful, so wonderful."

"I'm not! I'm difficult and stubborn and I leave the lid off the toothpaste." She laughed.

Romano was suddenly serious. "I don't deserve you."

"We both deserve to be happy. Right at this moment, I'm euphoric. I feel like I've died and gone to heaven."

"Heaven? Don't you realize what you're getting into, hooking up with the devil?"

"I know that's not who you are."

"People will talk, they'll think you're completely nuts."

"Are you trying to blow me off?"

"I already did that, Gracie." He grinned. "Seriously? I just want you to know what you're in for. If we continue, this…"

"This? As in, dating?"

"As in, I'm falling head over heals for you and if you have any doubts about us, run, don't walk from me as fast as you can."

"Robert, I don't want to go anywhere. I'm happy exactly where I am, here with you." Before he could speak again, she silenced him by kissing him, full and passionately. They continued long into the night until neither one of them had the strength to do anything but sleep. As he rolled over the final time, Romano just lay there, looking over at Grace and wondering what he had ever done to be so lucky.